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I was up far too late last night, but a plot bunny (based on kaalee's kissing challenge) had bitten and for the first time in years, I've written and completed something longer than a drabble! I couldn't put down the pen because I knew I'd lose the flow of it and never finish it... so yeah. Sleep suffered in the name of creativity. But look! Fiction!

In other news, the internet is back up after a twenty-four hour down period. It was awful. Simply awful.

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I finally got around to visiting Elliot's (a used bookshop) tdoay. I anticipate spending far too much money there. Three stories of floor to ceiling books and *good* books. I picked up up "Master Harold" and the Boys by Athol Fugard, as well as a novel by Marivaux, but there was so much more I could have hapilly splurged on. It is a store that makes me very happy, so much so that I don't care that I can't breathe properly inside it. Why in the world have I taken so long to visit it? My fourteen year old brother picked up Plato's Republic. I am irrationally glad to have picked up something with a little class myself because of it.

My paper's coming. Slowly. But coming! Then I have some Harry Potter fanfiction (yes, I really did write) to type up, polish and find a beta for. I haven't re-read it since last night, so I don't know how it's actually come out. Time to find some desert and then back to work!